The restless energy finally calmed down, but the air still lingered with sultry heat and ambiguous intimacy.
Serena Stanton was swept into a sea of passion and confusion. Hearing Adrian Shaw's words, she instinctively refused, "No."
No matter how muddled she was, she could still catch the undertone in what he said.
Breaking up would mean getting back together with him.
Adrian's arm circled her waist, holding her close against his chest. His heavy, warm breath tickled her ear, "After sleeping with me, you're planning to skip out?"
Serena argued, "We didn't really do it, so it's not considered sleeping together."
Adrian wasn't the least bit angry, his voice lazily teasing, "From the sound of it, you sound pretty regretful?"
"I don't," she said.
Tonight had taken too much out of her, Serena was exhausted, drifting into honesty without a trace of awkwardness from five years apart.
She yawned, moving his arm off her waist. "I'm tired, you should go home."
